The male protagonist is bad again, and the dedicated host is going crazy

Chapter 296: The story of a Beijing dandy chasing his wife 43

Realizing his mood, he frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He suppressed his unnecessary emotions, put on a wooden face and cooperated with the other person's actions.

Su Muyou half raised his hand and put the tie around the other's neck.

Then, he carefully helped people button up their shirts.

Under his hands, the most beautiful girl turned into a meticulous and abstinent woman.

Su Muyou suppressed his pity and took the time to tease, "You are so particular about work, you even wear a three-piece suit."

A gentleman's three-piece suit: shirt, vest, and suit jacket.

How is this not considered a uniform temptation?

Jian Tinghe said nothing.

The neck is a fatal weakness for most creatures.

How could you not notice what other people were doing nearby?

Feeling the slight pressure that might be ignored in other parts of the body, Jian Tinghe's Adam's apple rose and fell, and his eyes were gloomy.

For a moment, I felt that what was around my neck was not a tie, but a collar held in the other person's hand.

He exhaled slowly and threw this ridiculous imagination out of his mind.

Su Muyou was not annoyed when he didn't get his answer, and he continued to do his work slowly and leisurely.

But tying a tie for someone else is different from tying it for yourself.

After the first pass, the results were not satisfactory. It looked loose and crooked.

Is this presentable to others?

Su Muyou frowned in disdain, and without saying a word, he took it apart and started over again.

With the accumulation of experience, skills will naturally improve.

The second time the bow tie was much better, although there were still some flaws, they were not obvious.

Su Mu and You patted Jian Tinghe's shoulders, "Okay."

The other person was taller than him and didn't even bend down considerately!

He felt a little tired even when he slightly raised his arms, and he was unwilling to go through it again for the third time.

Jian Tinghe didn't care how the tie was tied, he just finished the work silently.

: Tuck the long tail of the tie inside the vest.

Su Muyou's eyes fell on his long hair, and he was eager to do something. "Shall I put a ponytail on your hair?"

He has been itching for a long time!

"No." Jian Tinghe refused without thinking.

This is different from wearing a tie, and he doesn't want to lose his hair and become bald.

Su Muyou curled his lips and muttered softly, "Stingy."

But I didn't insist.

Come to think of it, it's true that he has the skill, but he doesn't have the role to play.

It would be at least three o'clock in the afternoon by the time we finished the reasonable and gradual process.

Whether from the perspective of the protagonist's highlights or the other party's career ambition, this is somewhat inappropriate.

There is a long time to come, so you can practice slowly later!

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Although Jian Tinghe was already very sober, he still went to the cubicle to wash his face.

He looked at himself in the sink mirror.

After a moment, she changed her habit and tied her hair into a high ponytail.

Not to mention, it looks more refreshing and heroic.

While he was busy, Su Muyou had already occupied the sofa in the office again, sitting cross-legged and fiddling with his mobile phone.

People with a lot of red dots on social software feel their scalps tingling.

All from that group of bad friends.

Some people asked indirectly whether the relationship between the Yun family and the Jian family would be further developed.

Someone jokingly said what he did last night was exciting.

But more often than not, they asked him out to play.

A smile flashed in Su Muyou's eyes, and he saw through these people's intentions.

The second generation rich who spend their days in debauchery are different from the second generation rich who are capable of participating in business management.

Ninety-five percent of the money in the bank card is pocket money given by my family.

However, his bet was made suddenly and the time given for participation was very short.

These people have probably spent most of their pocket money, so aren't they short of money?

This is to ask him to be the scapegoat and shoulder the burden of "paying the bill"!

Su Muyu didn't have the patience to reject them one by one, so he just notified the group directly.

[Don’t ask me out lately. I’m busy.]

They don't have wives, but he does!